Page 45 of Collin: Episodes 13-15
He whimpered and wiggled against the mattress, spreading his legs. “Cold, sir.”
“Sorry, pet.” He kissed Collin’s back and sank a finger into him. “I’ll make it better.”
Collin reached for Émeric and snuggled against his warmth. Émeric murmured something sleepily and rolled toward him, clearly not yet awake. He wrapped an arm around Collin and nuzzled the top of his head.
Collin almost fell back to sleep Richard was so gentle working him open. He moaned softly and arched into Richard’s invasion when his Master finally sank his cock into his ass.
“Good boy.” Richard kissed Collin’s shoulder. He rolled his hips.
Émeric yawned and lifted his head, kissing Richard and then closing his eyes and dropping back down on his pillow. “Do you want to be milked before or after your sister takes her flight out, boy?”
Collin groaned. “Sir, can you not refer to that and my sister in the same sentence?”
Richard huffed a soft laugh into Collin’s neck. “How else should he ask the question, pet?”
Collin moaned and shook his head, which made his ass tighten. Richard growled and pushed Collin flat on the sheet. “Relax, boy. I’ll come too fast if you do that. Just lie there and let me have a slow morning.”
“Yes, Master.” Collin relaxed. “I’d like to be milked after, sir.”
“This afternoon, then.” Émeric yawned.
Richard went back to sliding slowly in and out of Collin’s ass. It was a good way to wake up. And weirdly, he was looking forward to being milked. A pent-up feeling of need had been growing for the last few days, and his balls were heavy.
Richard came with a soft grunt in Collin’s ear and slid out of him. He curled up against Collin, pulling him onto his side. He ran his hand down to Collin’s cock, locked as usual in the cage.
“Look at this, mon amour, our pet really does need milking. He’s leaking again. He didn’t leak a few days ago.”
Collin squirmed, trying to bring his legs together and roll onto his stomach. Émeric and Richard stopped him. Émeric ran his finger over the plug in Collin’s slit, making it move inside his dick. Richard pulled up one of Collin’s legs and cupped Collin’s balls.
There was nothing for it but to surrender to the embarrassment and the handling. Collin stopped struggling and let them inspect him. His cheeks tingled, and his nipples were hard.
Émeric’s hands went lower, and he slid two fingers into Collin’s freshly used hole, finding his prostate and massaging it gently, a promise for what was coming later. “Embarrassed, little one?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Are you going to be more embarrassed for me later when I take your cum again and leave you empty and wanting?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good boy. Just how we want you.”
“Are you going to fuck me, sir?”
“I’m going to fuck with you, but fuck you today, no. I’m waiting until we go to our house up north, Maybe for Thanksgiving.”
Collin groaned. Waiting was hard. “Yes, sir.”
“You’re really not chafing under no orgasms, Collin?” Richard murmured.
“I’m not sure if I’m orgasming or not, sir. You both still make me feel good. And I know there’s different kinds of orgasms.”
“The not cumming then,” Richard clarified. His fingers passed over one of Collin’s nipples.
Sensitive. Collin shivered. He’d never been this sensitive before he had let his Master and his Sir get their hands on him.
“It makes me feel submissive, as if I’m on my knees all the time, not just during play.” Collin’s cheeks burned. “Every time you cum in me but I don’t cum, it’s a high, like a little bell in my head goes off that I was your toy. It’s embarrassing to be used but also an accomplishment? Am I making any sense? And being desperate for you after being emptied, that’s embarrassing, too. But I like feeling like I can’t control how much I need you afterwards. I like how proud you both look when you see me needing you like that.”
“Your desire is beautiful.” Richard pressed his lips against Collin’s skin. “Émeric, can I have him in my office after you milk him?”
